Bang!!!
A massive sound exploded five meters away from the crowd, like thunder crashing to the ground.
Hard clods mixed with snow scattered in all directions, kicking up a cloud of dust. Amidst the shock, the crowd could clearly see the face of the figure who had leaped from above.
He wasn't particularly handsome, but his features were sharply defined, his pupils dark as ink, like black holes in the depths of the universe, trapping anyone who gazed into them.
What was most shocking was that the face of this new instructor was remarkably young, seemingly only a year or two older than anyone present, nearly a peer.
Incredible!
Young and extraordinarily skilled, was this the instructor who was going to train them?
Seeing Ye Qiu approach, everyone held their breath, even though Zidong's mind was still immersed in the scene of Ye Qiu's entrance.
